Revenge Narry/Niam o.h.

Chapter 1

Niall's pov

Finally, it was summer. Harry Styles is the one reason I hate school. I get good grades, I'm not really a nerd, but still get bullied.

I don't even know why. Maybe it's because my brown hair is a weird mix with my bright blue eyes. Maybe it was because I'm fat and eat a lot. Maybe it's because of my weird, thick Irish accent. It could be any of these reasons, it could be all, or it could be none. No one can really say except for Harry Styles.

And now, the first day of summer, and I'm spending it working in a music store. It had really good pay, though, and I could use the extra money. It wasn't busy, but when I heard the bell above the door ding, I wasn't expecting a tall boy with soft brown eyes.

"Hello, welcome to Jim's Music, what can I get you?" I asked politely, like I do with every other customer.

"I'm looking for the guitar picks for my mum," he spoke with a slight accent. I recognized it as British.

I nodded, "Follow me, then." I led him through the path of guitars and into the section with the various add ons.

"So tell me about yourself," he looked down at my name tag, "Niall."

"Only if you do the same."

"It's a deal," he said picking up different designed guitar picks and setting them back down if he didn't like it.

"My name's Niall Horan, I'm about to be a senior, and the most popular dude in school bullies me. I like watching footie, and I like other sports too. Like golf, yeah I'm good at golf and footie."

Liam blinked, "Repeat that?"

"I like golf?"

"No! The part about you getting bullied!"

"Oh," I shrugged. "I get bullied by Harry Styles."

"No way! I've done this many times don't worry, my sister was bullied, and I'm an expert at revenge. That's it! We're getting you revenge," he said picking up 3 picks and following me to the counter.

"He's the most wanted guy at the school. You can't just change that over the summer." I scanned the items and told him how much it costed. After he paid, I shoved them into a bag with the ugly store logo on it.

"When do you get off work?" Liam asked.

I looked at my watch, suspiciously. "15 minutes, why?"

"You, Niall Horan, are getting help from me, Liam Payne, the revenge master." He smiled and I returned it. "I'll wait here for 15 minutes and then, you and I are going shopping, to the hair salon, and to the gym. We can go to the gym 3 times a week so you can get abs. Then, you are going to make this 'Harry Styles' fall in love with you." He revealed his master plan.

He smiled, grabbed the bag with the picks for his mum and went over to the drum section, leaving me with my own thoughts about his master plan. If it works, it would be the best plan ever.

AN-when i first posted this story or got deleted, i don't know why. but here's the first chapter again